P S Y C H E
Fighting Spirit
By all reports, Elerlia is not well. She’s a capable tactician and strategist, but her impulses are often her worst enemy. She’s twitchy and eager for a fight even when there isn’t one which extends her to constantly badgering, mocking, and patronizing people for no reason at all. She doesn’t do it because she hates them or finds them weak or anything, she does it because it satisfies her boredom. A dangerous trait, but one she’s going to have to learn to rein in with her new… assignment.
Hopelessly Maidenless
Elerlia doesn’t get the allure of fly-by-night flings. She’s after connections, after people who follow a similar rhythm in this messed up galaxy they are trapped in. She wants something more tangible but finding someone she finds interesting and who can tolerate her level of crazy is a difficult challenge. Hopelessly romantic isn’t the right phrase for it. She’s not sure one exists.
Temper of a Thousand Suns
There’s always been a fire inside of Elerlia. Her disposition for violence is only one small measure and she’s never been fond of closing herself off. Asari are meant to feel, so she thinks it is her right to feel. If she needs to scream, she’ll scream. If she needs to smash a bottle over a Batarians small-brained skull, she’ll do that too. If she needs to shove a pistol inside someone’s mouth and make them empty their stomach on the spot–well, you get the idea. There’s no such thing as controlling Elerlia’s temper and she’s proud of that.